Muro, his gaze still fixed on Sumi's exposed pussy, notices a subtle shift in her demeanor. The initial shock and fear seem to be giving way to something else, something he can't quite decipher. He sees a flicker of… curiosity? Intrigue?
"Have you ever… you know…" he begins, his voice hesitant, "touched yourself… down there?"
Sumi's eyes widen, her cheeks flushing crimson. "No!" she exclaims, her voice filled with a mixture of shame and indignation. "Of course not! That's… that's disgusting!"
Muro raises an eyebrow, feigning surprise. "Disgusting? Why would it be disgusting? It's natural. It's… pleasurable." He pauses, his eyes twinkling with a predatory amusement. "Don't tell me you've never felt the urge to… explore yourself."
Sumi's gaze drops to the floor, her body trembling with a mixture of confusion and shame. "I… I don't know what you're talking about," she stammers, her voice barely a whisper.
Muro smirks, his eyes gleaming with a predatory light. "Oh, I think you do," he says, his voice laced with a suggestive undertone. "I think you've felt it, that little itch, that burning need to… touch yourself, to… release that pent-up desire."
Sumi's silence confirms his suspicions. He's surprised, and strangely excited, by her innocence. A girl like her, a beauty queen, with a body like that… and she's never experienced the pleasure of self-exploration? It's almost unbelievable. And it makes her even more desirable, a blank canvas for him to paint his desires on.
"You don't know what you're missing," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble. "It's… it's like heaven. Like… fireworks exploding inside you." He leans closer, his breath warm against her ear. "I can show you, if you want. I can teach you how to… release that desire, how to… experience true pleasure."
Sumi's eyes widen, her heart pounding in her chest. She's both terrified and intrigued by his offer. She's never thought about these things before, never considered the possibility of… pleasure. But the way he talks about it, the passion in his voice, the intensity in his eyes… it awakens something within her, a dormant desire that she never knew existed.
Muro, sensing her hesitation, presses his advantage. "Don't be afraid," he whispers, his voice soft and reassuring. "I'll be gentle. I'll show you how good it can feel." He pauses, his gaze lingering on her exposed treasure. "You deserve to feel good, Sumi. You deserve to experience pleasure."
Sumi's body trembles with a mixture of fear and anticipation. She's on the precipice of something new, something unknown, something… forbidden. And she's not sure whether to resist or surrender.
Muro's voice, a low, persuasive hum, wraps around Sumi like a silken thread, slowly pulling her into his web. "Just relax," he murmurs, his fingers tracing the delicate curve of her inner thigh. "Let me show you how good it can feel."
Sumi's breath hitches, her body trembling with a mixture of fear and a strange, unfamiliar anticipation. She wants to pull away, to scream, to run. But something holds her captive, a dark curiosity that whispers in her ear, promising forbidden pleasures.
Muro's touch becomes more insistent, his fingers gently parting the delicate folds of her labia. He can feel the warmth of her flesh, the subtle dampness that hints at her growing arousal. "You're so tight," he whispers, his voice thick with lust. "So… untouched."
He begins to gently stroke her, his fingers moving in a slow, rhythmic motion. Sumi gasps, her body tensing. She's never been touched like this before, never felt this kind of intimacy. It's both terrifying and exhilarating, a confusing mix of emotions that she doesn't understand.
"Just relax," Muro repeats, his voice soft and reassuring. "Let it happen. Let the pleasure wash over you."
Sumi tries to resist, to push him away, but her body betrays her. A wave of heat spreads through her, a tingling sensation that makes her want to arch her back, to press herself closer to his touch. She moans softly, her voice barely audible.
Muro's fingers continue their exploration, his touch becoming more confident, more insistent. He can feel her body responding, her muscles clenching and releasing with each stroke. He leans closer, his lips brushing against her ear.
"That's it," he whispers, his voice laced with a predatory satisfaction. "Let it go. Let the pleasure take over."
Sumi's breaths become short and shallow, her body trembling with anticipation. She can feel a building pressure deep within her, a tightening sensation that makes her want to cry out. She clenches her fists, her nails digging into her palms.
Muro increases the tempo of his strokes, his fingers moving faster, harder. He can feel her reaching the edge, her body tensing, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
"Yes," he whispers, his voice a low growl. "That's it. Let it happen."
Sumi cries out, her body convulsing with pleasure. A wave of heat washes over her, a blinding flash of white light that makes her head spin. She collapses against Muro, her body limp and trembling.
Muro continues to stroke her, his touch gentle and soothing. He can feel her body slowly relaxing, her breath returning to normal. He watches her, his eyes filled with a mixture of lust and a strange, possessive tenderness.
"Did you like that?" he whispers, his voice soft and gentle.
Sumi, her eyes still closed, nods slowly. She's overwhelmed by the sensations, the raw intensity of the pleasure she just experienced. She's never felt anything like it before, never imagined that her body could feel so… alive.Muro smiles, a predatory gleam in his eyes. He knows he's crossed a line, that he's corrupted her innocence.
Muro, his eyes still gleaming with predatory satisfaction, shifts his attention to Sumi's chest. His hands, rough and calloused, move slowly, deliberately, tracing the delicate curve of her ribs, the gentle swell of her breasts. He can feel the rapid beating of her heart beneath his fingertips, the warmth of her skin radiating against his.
"Such beautiful breasts," he murmurs, his voice thick with lust. "So soft, so… inviting." He cups them gently in his hands, feeling their weight, their fullness. He estimates them to be a burgeoning C-cup, perfectly shaped and ripe for the taking.
His thumbs brush against her nipples, now hard and erect from the cool air and his touch. Sumi gasps, her body tensing. He can feel the delicate buds responding to his touch, the subtle tightening that sends a shiver down her spine.
"Perfect," he whispers, his voice a low rumble. "Absolutely perfect." He begins to gently knead her flesh, his fingers circling her nipples, teasing them until they become even more sensitive. He imagines sucking on them, tasting their sweetness, feeling their firmness against his tongue.
"You know," he murmurs, his lips brushing against her ear, "they're just the right size. Not too big, not too small. Just… perfect." He pauses, his fingers lingering on her nipples, savoring the feeling of her arousal. "I bet they'd fit perfectly in my mouth," he whispers, his voice laced with a suggestive undertone.
He shifts his hands, gently squeezing her breasts, feeling their firmness, their fullness. He imagines the feel of them pressed against his chest, the warmth of her skin against his. "They're so soft," he murmurs, his voice husky with desire. "Like… like silk."
His gaze drifts down to her stomach, the smooth skin glistening with droplets of rain. "You're so beautiful all over," he whispers, his voice filled with admiration. "So… perfect."
He leans closer, his lips brushing against her neck. "Have you ever wondered," he murmurs, his voice low and suggestive, "what a man's… dick… feels like?"
Sumi's eyes widen, her cheeks flushing crimson. "No!" she exclaims, her voice barely a whisper.
Muro smirks, his eyes gleaming with a predatory amusement. "Really?" he asks, his voice laced with disbelief. "Never?"
Sumi shakes her head, her gaze dropping to the floor.
"It's… it's different," Muro says, his voice a low rumble. "Harder. Longer. More… powerful." He pauses, his fingers tracing the curve of her hip. "And it feels… incredible… inside you."
He leans closer, his lips brushing against her earlobe. "Have you ever wondered," he whispers, "what it would feel like to… please a man with your mouth?"
Sumi's breath hitches, her body tensing. She's never considered such a thing, never imagined herself performing such an act.
Muro, sensing her hesitation, presses his advantage. "It's… it's an act of devotion," he whispers, his voice soft and persuasive. "A way to show a man how much you… appreciate him." He pauses, his fingers gently caressing her thigh. "And it feels… incredible… for him."
Muro takes Sumi's trembling hand and guides it towards the bulge in his trousers. He presses her fingers against the hard length of his erection, his breath catching in his throat as he feels her tentative touch.
"Feel that?" he whispers, his voice thick with lust. "That's what you do to me. That's what your beauty does to me." He can feel the heat radiating from his groin, the throbbing pulse of his arousal. "You make me so hard," he murmurs, his voice a low growl. "So desperate."
Sumi's eyes widen in alarm as she feels the hard, throbbing length of his arousal. She tries to pull her hand away, but Muro's grip tightens, holding her firmly in place.
"Don't be shy," he whispers, his voice soft and persuasive. "Just feel it. Feel how much I want you."
He guides her hand, her fingers wrapping around the thick shaft of his erection. "How does it feel?" he asks, his voice husky with desire. "Hard, isn't it? Like… like a rock."
Sumi's cheeks burn with shame, but she can't deny the strange fascination that grips her. She's never felt anything like this before, never imagined the raw power of a man's arousal.
"Look at it," Muro commands, his voice low and demanding. He unbuttons his trousers, revealing the full length of his erection. "See how much I want you?"
Sumi's eyes widen as she takes in the sight before her. The thick, veined shaft of his erection pulses with life, a stark contrast to her own smooth, delicate flesh. She gasps, her breath catching in her throat.
"It's… it's big," she whispers, her voice barely audible.
Muro smirks, his eyes gleaming with a predatory satisfaction. "Yes," he murmurs, his voice thick with lust. "It is. And it's all yours."
He guides her hand again, this time instructing her to rub his erection slowly. "Like this," he whispers, his voice soft and encouraging.
Sumi hesitates for a moment, then begins to rub, her fingers moving hesitantly at first, then with increasing confidence. She can feel the heat radiating from his flesh, the slick pre-cum that coats his shaft.
Muro groans, his body tensing with pleasure. He closes his eyes, savoring the feeling of her touch. "Yes," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble. "That's it. Just like that."
While Sumi rubs him, Muro's free hand explores her body, caressing her breasts, tracing the curve of her waist, lingering on the soft skin of her inner thighs. He can feel her body trembling beneath his touch, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps.
He leans closer, his lips brushing against her ear. "You're making me so hard," he murmurs, his voice a low growl. "So desperate to have you."
He shifts his hand, his fingers tracing the delicate folds of her labia. "You're so wet," he whispers, his voice laced with a predatory amusement. "So ready for me."